Monthly Archives: November 2015

Kept

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Kept by you.

There must be precious metals in my veins.

A mysterious magnetism.

On the brink of insanity

With passion you fill my lungs.

My eyes.

My heart.

A detonation.

My destruction upon your touch

Making room for new matter.

My perseverance.

My tears.

We have arrived

Yet still

We soar.

Without Fear

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You are afraid of the way she leaves you

Reeling.

She can feel you.

See more than your skin.

Parts of you not one single heart has

Seen.

Or held.

No questions

Or explanations.

Just being.

You move to her without resistance

For there is none left,

Not even in your darkest parts.

The voices have hushed.

She has penetrated and annihilated the threat

For she is audacious.

Reached into them with her unspoken light

And held each one to her soul.

Singing them to sleep

Without destroying herself.

Now look.

Without fear there is only

Love.